"See you next time."
Wen Xishu waved his hand, then his consciousness began to spin.
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The Bunker, Three Towers Academy.
In the principal's office, Albert was on the phone:
"What's it to me? There's a bunch of miserable people in the Bunker who, because their lives are too tragic, are likely to become highly mutated targets... Why are you reporting this to me?"
"When dealing with livelihood issues, why didn't you consider today's possibilities?"
"Just because others are living a miserable life and are filled with resentment, you plan to lock them up? Discover signs of mutation and just kill them?"
"Fuck your mother, you idiots at the Bunker Security Bureau!"
Albert rarely lost his temper like this.
Not long ago, at the bottom level of the Bunker, a child named Luo Xin had seen his parents die in the Slaughter Tower. The relief fund of six hundred credits he was supposed to get each month was embezzled... He was filled with hatred.
His body started to mutate.
